Georgia's POV

Doctor Polski allowed me to get dressed in a pair of clothes that Denis brought to me and while I was getting dressed Doctor Polski told Denis that I was going to talk to him about what made the attack happen. Maybe telling someone everything that was going on in my head and why losing Denis was so scary. 

"Sit down." He pointed to a very comfortable grey suede chair. Not only was Doctor Polski a doctor but he was a therapist and I was okay with talking to him because I had no ties with him. He wasn't one of my best friends and he wasn't my fiancee. I was ready to spill whatever made me feel so worried. "Just start from the beginning. I don't know you and I don't need to know everything but what made this attack happen."

"Okay." I nod "Kiryll. He's Denis' old band mate. We just met and we were talking and things got into detail with Denis and myself and he started telling me how Denis is a rock star and he is bound to move on from me sooner or later."

Doctor Polski didn't write anything I said down he sat in his chair and furrowed his eyebrows listening. He was a small round man with round glasses that made his bright blue eyes larger then they appeared. He had a small patch of white hair on his head and he has a polish accent that any anyone not used to hearing foreign accents would have no idea what he said. "Are all of those young men in the guest room your friends?"

"Yes. They are my family." I nod

"Tell me about your family."

"The boys?" I asked 

"No, no I mean your real family. Your parents, your home life as a child." 

I nodded. This was bound to be asked.. I thought of what to start with. My clueless home life or my actual family now. "Do you mean how I was raised or what are they personally like?"

"You pick." He shifted his small chubby legs in the chair 

"Okay. Well as a child my step-father Stephen wasn't my real father but he was married to my real mum before my mum had a one night affair with my real father who was her child hood sweetheart."

"Tell me about Stephen." 

"He was very abusive to my mother after I was born and I grew up alittle. I didn't look anything like him. You see he knew that, this gave it away so he didn't even have to doubt that I was his. This made him hate her and it was really strenuous on her."

"Did he ever hit you?"

"No. Never. He never really spoke to me. I just listened to his yelling every night. I was usually locked in my room for days on end to be away from him. He never wanted to look at me because I wasn't his daughter."

"What about your real father.. have you ever met him?"

"Now, see. That's- that's where it gets better. My mum left me a note when I was 16. That was the year Stephen and her left and I don't really know what happened to him. I think he died that same year but I read that note over and over and it distinctly said I had a real dad who my mum would introduce me to in the near future... With luck I found my mum a few years after and she led me to finding my real father."

"Tell me about him."

"He's Ukrainian. If it wasn't for him I wouldn't be able to speak Ukrainian or even agreed to Denis that I would live here. I know that what happened between my mum and I that it wasn't my business to know because no one ever told me anything but Gavryn. That's his name. He and I didn't necessarily connect completely when we met he was more fond of Denis and I think that that's one of the reasons I feel bad because my own biological father couldn't connect with me on the same level as my own boyfriend."

"It's not about you personally. That's a part of demographics I think. Tell me about Denis. I want to hear more about him." 

"Denis." I paused thinking of how much he mean to me. "Denis is the love of my life."

Doctor Polski nodded "Now tell me, put aside all feelings for Denis aside for just one moment. Your fear if losing him and that's because you love him but has he ever hinted leaving you? Has he cheated on you? This fear has to have a root source to it.." 

I felt my stomach churn. There wasn't a reason to not tell him everything. I had already felt better for talking with him. "He left me for 6 months." 

"That's a long time to leave the one you love. When you two were split did he spend his time with other women?"

"Yes." I nod 

"And did you spend it with another male?" He asked 

.... I thought about this question and Curt came to mind. I couldn't say yes but I had spent every single morning with him. We talked about his war stories, I made up my life story to hide myself from my brother who was his bestfriend. "I had a male friend. I lied to him frequently.." 

"Lying to a person is never a good foundation for a friendship. Are you still interacting with him?"
I shake my head and feel my phone vibrating "Can I get this?" I looked at the name on the phone it was Ben 

"Sure, take your time Miss. Levchenchov." I force a smile and leave his office pressing the green button

"Hey Georgia." He said gently 

"Hi Ben."

"How is it going there?"

"I think it's helping me." 

"That's all we can hope for love. When you get back home Denis has like.. Nevermind."

"Denis has what?" I asked curious as ever 

"Just relax and do what need to be done there."

"Okay... okay." I nodded wondering what was I going to come home to..

"We love you so much Georgia."

"I love you boys too." He hung up 

"Who was that?" Doctor Polski asked smiling at me 

"Ben. He's one of the guys."

"You know Georgia. I've thought about those 6 months that you spent away from Denis and the rest of that band your in love with."

"What did you find Doc?" I ask folding my legs under my arse 

"I think that you are haunted by the constant rejection of the ones you want to love you that the one who has ironically left you before may leave you again."
It was obvious... this was the answer.. I felt my eyes grow wider than normal and my heart beat alittle bit faster than before. "Miss. Levchenchov, the man you love will not leave you again because the time to leave you has already passed and you are already back with him. That ring on your left finger may just be a piece of jewelry for a future event but as your Doctor and as a therapist for the past 35 years I believe that that man Denis- he loves you too much to express it with words."

"He's said it so many times.. I am an idiot for doubting him."

"No, no. Miss. Levchenchov you are not an idiot. You have a serious illness I believe it's called Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. You carry all of the symptoms and it all comes together." 
I could believe I had PTSD. I believed everything Doctor Polski said to me because he was absolutely right.

"How can I cure this?" I ask

"You have options, now you can come here weekly and discuss your fears and your flashbacks of your past." He paused clearly his throat "Or you could takes medicine."

"No." I shook my head "I don't think medicine would cure it. What else could I do?"

"If you think you can control it yourself you can always try relaxation techniques, and stress management." I nod

"I like that idea. I don't think I need to fix this with medicine. It will always be in my mind.. no doubting that but I know that I have the ones I love all here with me."

"This is our first session and you've already gone beyond the boarders of achieving this."

"You diagnosed me in less than 3 hours."

"I've been doing this for 35 years."

"That's such a long time." 

"I became a doctor in Poland, I worked there for 15 years, then I moved to America for only 5 years. It's too much there for me." he laughed

"I've been there. Too many people in so many different places. The variety of people there is insane!"

"Now I moved here around the time I left America."

"Do you like it here?"

"It's similar to Poland, the people here are different and nice. Most of them anyhow but sometimes I get people like you. Some British individuals here but you appear to be both so it's nice to meet you."

"You too Doctor Polski." The small round man got up from the chair and hugged me 

"Now, if you are trying to contain PTSD on your own you cannot go through it alone. You always need to speak up with whats going on in that pretty little head of yours."He winks at me 

"Thank you so so much." I smile 

"I expect to hear from you in a week or so with your progress."

"Yes sir." I nod to him leaving the room where hopefully all my problems were gone.. I walked out of the hospital and into the cold air of Donetsk. Ben, Sam, Cam, and James came to pick me up and they were acting really strange with me 

"Did the therapy help?" Sam asked 

"I have PTSD." I said 

"Post Traumatic Stress Disorder." I heard Ben say 

"Yeah.." James patted my back gently 

"You can get through this. We are all here for you Georgia." Cameron said 

"Thanks guys." I pat his shoulder as Ben turns down the narrow roads to Denis' house

"Now we are not coming inside with you." Ben said pulling into the driveway. "I know you may have this PTSD on your mind but just forget about it for one night before we kick off tour in a few days. Fuck that illness you have all of us here for you and always with you."

"Thanks Ben." I smile but deep down inside I felt that maybe.. maybe he would leave. 

"Don't doubt just go with the flow Levchen." James said 

"Tomorrow tour is kicking off." Sam said 

"But wait!" I yell as I get out of the car "I thought it was like a few more days.."

"Nope, change in plans!" Ben yelled back at me as I sighed walking myself toward the front door. 

What was Denis planning for me.. and why were we leaving so early? This was perfect to have all of them with me.. but the question was would they stay forever. 

So this is chapter 42.. two updates in one day! I know that PTSD is a serious illness and I have researched on it and I thought that it would fit her situation because everything that's happened to her makes sense.. I hate to make this story even more sad but.. I'm sorry loves. 

Anyways besides the serious part Georgia plans on taking this illness on her own and with the help of AA. But next chapter should be a goody.. what does Denis have planned ;) stay tuned I love you all so much and I hope you liked it! -mickey